"Jiang Lili?" The name escaped Fu Xingchen instinctively. "Impossible." He'd been married to her for two years; he knew Jiang Lili. She was timid. Arson, burning down a house with someone still inside—it was something she was utterly incapable of. Besides, Jiang Lili had no reason to do it. "The security camera in the living room was destroyed in the fire, but the one in the yard survived," Lin Xi